I used to date a girl named Jamie. Jamie had a teenage daughter, Melissa, with a girlfriend named Amanda. Amanda ended up spending loads of time at Jamie’s house. Many nights she would stay with over and so would I. Over time we came to “pretend” that Amanda was ‘one of our kids’. We’d call her ours and she took to calling Jamie mom and even lightheartedly calling me dad. Especially if we were out at an amusement park or a water park or some other ‘family’ type activity. Over time Amanda would be at Jamie’s practically all the time. I’d be there sometimes with here alone and one thing led to another and we began an affair. Amanda was a sweetheart, long curly strawberry blonde hair to the bottom of her shoulder blades, deep green eyes; she stood about 5’2” with a lovely thin yet healthy figure. Once we started the affair we agreed that we didn’t want to change things with the rest of the family. Yet over time Amanda made it known that she wanted to be “more special” to me than Jamie. There came a time where Melissa was working most afternoons after school at her part time job and Jamie was working until early evening. I would be done work early afternoon and Amanda and I would have the house to ourselves for 3 to 4 hours. During this time Amanda told me that both she and Melissa had several times watched Jamie and I have sex late at night. It seems we weren’t very quiet and would wake the girls as we played in bed. She asked me if I had to be with Jamie since she and I did so much together. Couldn’t I be more her boyfriend than I was Jamie’s. I told her that if I let on to Jamie that anything had changed that my relationship would go sour and we would soon be discovered. Amanda didn’t like this but she said that she understood. Then this next story came to pass…. I’ll start by showing you the email I received from Amanda. Then tell you exactly what happened. The day that this all happened I was home (at Jamie’s) and heard Amanda come in the house. She was talking to someone and I heard the other voice and was a bit shocked to hear a young man / boy’s voice. They went up stairs to the guest room (Amanda’s) and I slowly went upstairs to eavesdrop. Rather than describe it all I’ll let you read the email that Amanda sent right after the young man left the house. She figured I’d get the email in the basement game room

I heard you with “mom” last night. I heard what you said to her, the same things you say to me. I waited all night for you to come to me but you never came. When I left for school, you weren’t even there to say good bye. I pouted most of the day, I don’t like my nights without you. At lunch I left school and brought a friend home with me. If you can fuck her, I can fuck him. His tongue was slow and thick on my girly. God how he made me moan. I slid my mouth around his head and sucked it slowly.